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Prussia had heard that the Italian was around. He had not seen the cheerful Italian for quite some time and thought he would pay him a visit. He approached the Italians house that he had been to plenty of times before. He decided to go alone, since West would probably get mad at him for visiting the Italian. He knocked on the door, excited to see the Italian.

Italy had just woken up from a siesta and was walking a bit sleepily around the first floor, a small kitten in his arms. A rather sleepy smile was on his lips as his fingers went through the kitten's soft fur, hearing a soft purring sound come from the feline. "Hehe, looks like someone is still taking a siesta~" the Italian laughed to himself. He was about to go and sit on the couch to pet the kitten more when heard the door.

"Hm?" Italy tilted his head to the side with a curious look, "I wonder who's at the door." The Italian put the cat down on the couch and moved to the door, becoming more awake with every step. He swung the door open with a smile on his lips that grew when he saw who his visitor was. "Prussia!" Italy exclaimed happily, hugging the albino, "How are you?!"

Gilbert waited patiently by the door. He knew the Italian might be taking a siesta, or just waking up from his siesta. Why he chose to visit then, he didn't know, but he felt like visiting the Italian. He was always so cute and kind. He never judged Gilbert and Gilbert never felt the need to prove his superiority around the Italian.

Feliciano finally opened the door. "Hey Feli!" he exclaimed. He smiled as the Italian smiled and hugged him. He wrapped his thin arms around the Italians smaller shoulders, "I've been awesome!" he exclaimed, "How have you been?" he asked. He pulled back and ruffled his auburn hair gently.

Feliciano giggled as Gilbert ruffled his hair. How long had it been since he seen the albino? "That's good!" he smiled, looking up at the taller man. "And I have been doing great! I just woke up from a siesta~ I had a dream about being in a huge field of flowers and I was sitting in the middle of it enjoying the sunshine! Though..." The Italian paused and put a finger to his chin thinking as he lightly tapped it, "...I think I was waiting for something. It felt like I was waiting, though I was having enough fun being in the field. If only I had some paint and a canvas in my dream. I would have been painting and the waiting would have taken less time..."

Feliciano shrugged, smiling happily as he took hold of Gilbert's hand and pulled him into the house. "Why don't you come in and sit!" he suggested, "We can have lunch and talk about why you're here! Also, you have to tell me how Ludwig is doing! He has been over in a while and I actually couldn't find time to go and visit him which is sad. He's my best friend and I haven't seen him in the longest time. If I had come to visit him, I could have also came and visited you at the same time! We would have had a really fun time then~" The Italian lead the Prussian to a couch, dropping Gilbert's hand so he could scoop up the kitten he had settled down and sit on the couch for a while.

((Hmmm....thanks for the watch :3 Hope you don't mind a ninja showing up in Italy XD))

Kiku, clothed in black, ran through the allyway, having done his job and now trying to get as far from the place as possible to avoid detection from authorities. He soon found himself in a secluded park, sitting on a bench to catch his breath, and removing his mask.

He hated being an assassin...but what else could he do? No one else would hire him for cleaner work. He was tempted to just give up, but he needed to survive. Leaning back, the asian man sighed, staring up at the sky.